𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 - 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳
II "you should of told me i would of joined you." said the figure almost unnoticeable in the erotic nightfall
"stop trying to sav-" before she could finish her sentence she let out a huge scream
"i.ivo?!" she screamed
"why are you here? why are you touching me." she let loose of his grasp before she could get a response she walked away.
"don't you want to know why?" he yelled
in hindsight, she never really did but then again she didn't know where she was so she wasn't one to judge, neither did she want a response from the elder he's said enough to her.
following the aluminate allies back somewhere maybe nowhere because since from 2 hours ago, she has no house. the chills overtook her breath, yet thats not the worse that could of happened that night, slowly her feet led her somewhere in her eyes nowhere, but her mind processed this as somewhere she had to be. why? what is this place?
slowly getting out of her trance it was too late before she entered the place, a café. it felt so familiar yet so foreign, why?
as she sat down in the furthest corner away from the door to let the heat enter her body thoroughly she realised a presence was among her
"you remembered?" a solemn voice entered her ear
"remembered wha-"
as she turned around she was star struck, not because she saw a celebrity because she saw something she had erased from her memory right up until now, her sister.
"i thought you were in the psych ward?" she repeated with her solemn attitude left
"why would i be the psych ward?!" the freezing female talked in urgency
"i don't know maybe because what the fuck happened the year you entered college, no?" the latter yelled
she stared profusely at her, what does she mean when i entered college? what even happened during the start of college?
"look siya im way to tired to be complaining and arguing with you, i just want to warm up and leave i thought you were dead yet your still here, existing taking up space." she spoke calmly from her fatigue
"i'm sorry what? dead? mum and dad quite literally told you i was going abroad to study i got accepted last minute and i didn't have the time nor patience to tell you and owen and explain the whole story." she spoke in confusion
"tf you mean told us they literally were gone for 5 days after you "left" tf you mean told us." she yelled
"well this isn't my fault you and owen presumed i were dead like, and you hold resentment for what i did before i left? she spoke in confusion
"you know what? i don't know what im doing here you never helped us in any way shape or form regardless of being our older sister and used the excuse because you were the oldest you suffered more trauma then us, its great your alive but thats not changing the trajectory of anything nor our non existing relationship going forward you were gone for 3 almost 4 years so lets continue how we were for these past few years, away from each other." she said and walked away
before she could walk away the elder grabbed onto her wrist firmly
"but what about owen does he not get a say? does he not get to know im alive, to see me? ive returned after 3 years, he might miss me." she questioned looking at her closely
m̶i̶g̶h̶t̶?̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶a̶s̶s̶.̶
"you almost beat him to death and you think he's gonna side with you? no. plus you will not be seeing owen ever again anyways im not taking you to where he is oh and one more last thing, consider our parents dead." she took her iron grip off of her wrist and walked off regardless of still being cold
s̴̶̴o̴̶̴ ̴̶̴w̴̶̴h̴̶̴a̴̶̴t̴̶̴ ̴̶̴i̴̶̴f̴̶̴ ̴̶̴s̴̶̴h̴̶̴e̴̶̴ ̴̶̴c̴̶̴a̴̶̴m̴̶̴e̴̶̴ ̴̶̴b̴̶̴a̴̶̴c̴̶̴k̴̶̴?̴ ̴s̴̶̴h̴̶̴e̴̶̴ ̴̶̴w̴̶̴a̴̶̴s̴̶̴ ̴̶̴d̴̶̴e̴̶̴a̴̶̴d̴̶̴ ̴̶̴t̴̶̴o̴̶̴ ̴̶̴m̴̶̴e̴̶̴ ̴̶̴s̴̶̴i̴̶̴n̴̶̴c̴̶̴e̴̶̴ ̴̶̴o̴̶̴w̴̶̴e̴̶̴n̴̶̴ ̴̶̴w̴̶̴a̴̶̴s̴̶̴ ̴̶̴b̴̶̴o̴̶̴r̴̶̴n̴̶̴.̴̶̴
nothing was gonna change and ever will change, thats what augusta thought. but siya had a whole different perspective to this conservation. well she did have to get home and her only home was what augustas home was so she had to think more strategically did she want this? or need this? need this.
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𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴.
Roman pour Adolescentslife disappeared slowly, yet someone tried to grasp at it one last time.